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There is no quiet for me, there is no Peace, there is no Not Anxiety-Ridden. Sometimes I think I'm done the lymph Node is bigger but what the HELL, cancer or no cancer I'll be Fine But then I look to the ceiling It's 10:30 and I'm already Tired (I'm tired of this) I realize that this is Me **** ******* god, Son of a ******* **** ***** THIS IS ME. This is me mouth-breathing snakes In my intestines, feeling where my skin Depresses (d) at the end of my sternum THIS IS ME. Pressing my lips prodding my beloved skin I'm comfortable in (I EXIST IN IT IT'S MINE) THIS IS ME my knee hurts I'm scared for school and my life and THIS IS ME and I don't want to die. I don't want to die before I'm physically old, old enough to be abandoned in a retirement home I'm only seventeen, please. I don't want to die. Please don't let them be cancer.
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Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 10:43 PM UTC
Realization/ I would not be in the acceptance stage already.
There is no quiet for me, there is no Peace, there is no Not Anxiety-Ridden. Sometimes I think I'm done the lymph Node is bigger but what the HELL, cancer or no cancer I'll be Fine But then I look to the ceiling It's 10:30 and I'm already Tired (I'm tired of this) I realize that this is Me **** ******* god, Son of a ******* **** ***** THIS IS ME. This is me mouth-breathing snakes In my intestines, feeling where my skin Depresses (d) at the end of my sternum THIS IS ME. Pressing my lips prodding my beloved skin I'm comfortable in (I EXIST IN IT IT'S MINE) THIS IS ME my knee hurts I'm scared for school and my life and THIS IS ME and I don't want to die. I don't want to die before I'm physically old, old enough to be abandoned in a retirement home I'm only seventeen, please. I don't want to die. Please don't let them be cancer.
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lauren-sage
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 10:43 PM UTC
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